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The day I lost her

He ran wildly piercing the solicitous befuddled crowd. Jumping over the martyrs of his noble country. The pillar of fiery smoke and dust still boiling up from where the bombs had gone off.

Windows shattered and fire rushed out. Unaware of the mourning and chaos around , he ran breathlessly. His heart pounding , searching her with bulging eyes.

At last he saw her , lying pale as yonder waning moon. Roars of thunder and heavy rain ; Water soothing her cold dead body. He fell to his knees. "Please mom, don't leave me. " Tear drops ran over his cheeks. It was all over.

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